C483 River Crossing Dragon
On the 33rd floor of the Triumph Hotel, in a conference room, two middle-aged men clad in suits and leather shoes sat opposite each other, engaged in lively conversation. Wang Rui, whose face bore the marks of a tough life, had an air of the old school about him. He boomed across the table to his counterpart, "Brother Xu, we've been friends for years, let's cut to the chase
